as usual, i got bit in the ass at the very moment of thinking just how amazing i am. i had framed up a lovely shot of sarah & her man at mood (whose name has gone completely out of my head, my brain fritzed immediately following the electronic murder), and as the image popped up on the screen, i thought really i am SO good she is just going to love this picture oh the praise i will get i am TOTALLY an A student. reaching out to hand the camera back, i simply let it drop from my fingers. i didn't trip over anything, or get bumped by a bolt of fabric, wasn't attacked by a hoard of bees, WASN'T EVEN HUNGOVER, i just let the damn thing fall.

i've been doing this a lot lately. seriously, i've begun to wonder if dropping things is a sign of le preggos (no, i am not). ruggy believes it is a sign of moving too fast. that's highly possible. i raced over to mood on a full day and maaaaaaybe i shouldn't have crammed so much in. but i couldn't miss meeting sarah! and just look at the joy i brought into her life! now she gets to go CAMERA SHOPPING!

(i suggested the canon g12, which i did not bring, and never let anyone else hold for fear they'll drop it. ironic.)

sarah was very gracious about the whole thing, and when marina arrived and innocently suggested our third of the mood sewing network ought to snap a picture, she got a great laugh out of the recap. to be honest, it seemed a knowing laugh... at this point, we've met IRL enough for her to know the cut of my particular jib. this time, she was stuck in traffic and i only got to bask in her warmth for a minute.

(really, i could blame it all on marina's lateness. we all know that she would never drop a camera. come on, those delicate couture hands? no dropsies there, baby.)

so the couture queen brought her olympus out to save the day. i eyed it nervously and offered up my iphone with a request that someone throw it against a wall with gusto, but no takers.

(OH FABULOUS i just took a wee proofreading break, checked my reader, and um, IT WAS HER BIRTHDAY. GOOD LORD IN HEAVEN ABOVE. erm, happy birthday sarah. need a link?)

What a funny post. Sorry for the camera but I can totally relate as it sounds like something I would do! Except I would probably tripped in the process and broken something else! The good news is that my camera is already broken-so it's safe for us to meet up :)

Oh dear!! I am so glad clumsiness isn't a sign of pregnancy - I'd need a daily supply of pregnancy tests. I often manage to smack myself repeatedly in the head with the thread feeder thing on the sewing machine (I lean too far over), run over my feet with power wheelchairs and I've killed two cameras so far (I put one through the washing machine. It was pocket sized). I'm too scared to buy another one... unless I find a way to permanently connect it to my body.

And holy hell that is some kind of fabric kingdom - I've never seen anything like it!!

DAMMIT! I just saw that my brother in law was at MoMA today... if only I could convince him his interests also stretched to fabric....he's a punk and hardcore drummer who does Brazilian Jujitsu. I don't like my chances.

Oh no! Well, at least you guys all got a bit of smiles together. My issue is running into everything, stepping on feet, etc. It's like I don't actually know where my body ends and the rest of the world begins.

I feel your pain and I'm sure Sarah was very gracious. I'll leave you with this hoping it helps. I went with my husband to a dinner given by the University President, his new boss whom I had never met. We walked in and were greeted by him and his lovely wife and I promptly threw up on her shoes which were beautiful (you know the ones with the red underside, I can't think of the name right now). I had no warning at all, I had felt great, I hadn't eaten recently so there was no reason for this. It just happened. The following day she sent me a lovely email to make sure I was feeling better and to not be concerned about the shoes as they cleaned up "just fine" and she had been through much worse from her children. We have all been there or will be. Happy thoughts to you.